What I Do (feat. Otsar) - 33 Dogs

Get low on a Saturday But I wait for you And I won't find a better way I got time for you You came to me like it was a dream I couldn't believe what it was for me to see You said, "What's good?" I would speak if I could You took me by the hand and you led the way What do I do when I'm around you? What do I say to make you feel this way? She smells like a summer's day And she moves like fire I don't see no other way But she takes me higher I thought I was strong but she makes me weak I'm starting to get hungry and she's good enough to eat She takes me home, we start to kiss There's nothing in this world that can reach this bliss What do I do when I'm around you? What do I say to make you feel this way? What do I do when I'm around you? What do I say to make you feel this way?

I've got a feeling, I've got a feeling These broken nights and bitter ends We would always starve and devour Our closest friends, my beautiful friends Paranoia, my paranoia Can't let it go, it never lets me go What am I feeling? Why am I feeling? Forecast into the freezing cold Dogs eating dogs, dogs eating dogs, dogs eating dogs Dogs eating dogs, dogs eating dogs, dogs eating dogs I'm the last and the first in a very sad set of eyes To the bone, to the knees, to the factory line I am numb to the shot, I have a crippling fear of heights 'Cause the fall sounds a lot like a symphony of cries Your only hope is burning down the chapel All getting washed out with the tide We need to find some middle ground It's always sex or suicide Dogs eating dogs, dogs eating dogs, dogs eating dogs Dogs eating dogs, dogs eating dogs, dogs eating dogs I'm the last and the first in a very sad set of eyes To the bone, to the knees, to the factory line I am numb to the shot, I have a crippling fear of heights 'Cause the fall sounds a lot like a symphony of cries Dogs eating dogs, dogs eating dogs, dogs eating dogs Dogs eating dogs, dogs eating dogs, dogs eating dogs I'm the last and the first in a very sad set of eyes To the bone, to the knees, to the factory line I am numb to the shot, I have a crippling fear of heights 'Cause the fall sounds a lot like a symphony of cries